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To Love, Hate & Miracle.. From Desire..

Today's Tuesday, March 29, 2005 !!
 
saw ps's blog. i ponder..

sometimes things i do r unappreciated, ok i dun care. of course there r times which r appreciated. such that i won't get affected easily bout wat ppl think about me, probably mild feeling..

just little disputes over trivial matter, usually in family, it really causes alot of problems. i wonder y sometimes. haiz. though 4give and 4get, since we r a family, y not.

sometimes i wonder if i'm tat unfilial. failed to be someone's daughter. am not longer e small girl you all thought. i'm turning 21. i'm changing. my life is. every situation is. nothing's gonna turn out gd anytime..

haven't been speaking or calling each other fer almost a wk soon. i dunno wat to start. he didn't speak to me either.. he ain't in a gd mood these days. if i speak, probably i make things worst, foul mood will be. i rather shut up and do my own stuff.

i just wanna be away, alone, secluded, isolated. i wanna think clearly. i need space, a pail to contain my thoughts. spill them out.. and swallow back in again. lame it is to do..

i dun wan my bdae to come. i dun wan e chalet. feel like cancelling it, i'll just pay e losses. i dun wanan celebrate @ all. i dun wan anything. i wanna be in a square, with boundaries.

i felt bad. izzit my fault? i wonder. or izzit i can;t differientiate betw right and wrg. argg e feeling is pathetic, it's like i can't find my limps anywhere.

i guess this is e one BIG step of life am gonna take.

feeling unknown, scattered, gloomy. everything is so upsetting. i guess i brought it upon myself...

am i still being such a small girl?

//alone

- posted by unembellished maine @ 10:02 PM
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